Ireland

The Slea Head Drive in Dingle
Hugs the lushest land I’ve seen.
It reaffirms the reason
Why the Irish worship green.
I’ve only been to Ireland once
But that was just a start,
For scenic beauty such as that
Imprinted on my heart.
The greenest hillsides anywhere,
A’polka-dot with sheep,
Provided me with memories
My brain will never sweep.
I loved the Irish people
And the landscape near the coast,
But raising up my Guinness
Was the part I loved the most!
for the "Irish Poems" contest by Isaiah Zerbst

Thank you for entering my contest, Ilene. Congratulations on your win! You have done a great job with this poem. The rhyme and meter, the subject matter. It has a lilting rhythm to it, accompanied by great descriptions of the Irish countryside.

If you've Irish in your background
And you love a story teller
I've read a book you just might love
A New York Times Bestseller
Ireland by Frank Delaney - an epic novel of Irish history and story telling

I've heard 'lush' is THE word to describe the beauty of the Irish countryside. However many shades of green there are, Ireland has to have 'em all! Wonderful flow and rhyming, as usual!
and you HAD to mention the Guinness!!
Best wishes, Keith